For Dorothy Who Took Forever to Understand the Truth About
The Ruby Slippers
Ken L. Jones
A constellation of stars led to all that I touched
Turning to solid gold long
ago in a land of planted corn
Where I seized its pretty
bird songs
And trapped them in a jewel
encrusted cage
And like a stray cat
shredding the vanishing dusk
I cast my gold coins of great
sadness
Out over the unending sea
until they
Turned into beautiful
butterflies
To the tune of a singing harp
that
Could also lay golden eggs
when asked to by me
I want to be transformed into
a beautiful swan
I want to escape past the
pigsty gate
I want to enlist the four
winds to fly me to a castle
That lies east of the old red
barn’s drooping weather vane
But the forest is now all
covered long by snow
Harsh winter guards it like
some trickster tiger
And some unseen long dead
Tsar has decreed
That I will never achieve all
that my heart desires.
Ken L. Jones has been writing professionally for several decades. Although he has written everything from Donald Duck comic books to putting words in the mouth of Freddy Krueger in the movies he likes to think of himself first last and always as a poet.Currently he is working on a short horror movie with his son and sometimes collaborator Kevin for horror director David Todd Ocvirk. When not doing that he is also writing an insane amount of horror and other types of genre short stories and novellas and is editing three or four huge collections of his never ending flow of poetry including a volume of his much published horror work Blood Is Red which will be his second solo book of horror poetry.
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